Something (Tigger & Sarella)

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]ABBIGAIL MARIEN[/glow][/shadow]


She must be an avox. No one wears white tunics around here if they are an avox. She stands up, and a few cars whiz by behind her. I look at her for a while. Then run inside, being a klepto I always have a stash of something, and grab out a piece of notebook paper and a slab of brown chalk.

When I run back outside, the girl is still standing there, rubbing her arms for warmth, and I take a step forward. She's staring at my hair, not my hair. She has red hair as well but that never stopped people from joking. I hate people that down their own hair. I grab my wavy hair in my hand and try to stuff it farther bac, my ponytail does most of the job, but I'm still wary about it.

I get on my knee and begin to write. My mother tought me a little how to write before my avoxness. I write down:

"MY NAYM IS ABBIGAIL. WAT IS YORES?"

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]ABBIGAIL MARIEN[/glow][/shadow]

When the girl begins to write smoothly, I get excited. I've never communicated with another avox before, but I did have a staredown with one once. She hands me the notebook, and in neat, pretty handwriting I read.

MASTIK


"Nice name." I think. I decide being a klepto does come in handy. I begin to write my reply but Saphire calls me. I whiz my head around and panick. I'm not supposed to commmunicate.

"GIV ME 10 MINUTS, I WIL COME BAK" I scribble down, and throw the notebook at her. I think I hear it land at her feet, and jump inside.


"What took you so long?!" Saphire asked me. I bent my head down to say sorry, and she just made a huffy breath. "Well, Cila and I want snacks, the green chips, not the red ones. Well hurry up!" She says, and shoves me. I run into the kitchen and grab a bag of green chips and poor them onto a tray. I silently arrange them around some dip and carry the tray to them.

"Finally!" Cila yells, and snatches up a handful of chips as soon as I set the tray down. Saphire sits down and tells me to "shoo."

I open the door to see if Mastik is still there, and thankfully, she is. I look at her, expecting a bit of conversation.

ABBIGAIL MARIEN


I walk out, Mastik startles and begins to write. I close my eyes, I adore her handwriting. She hands me the notebook, and she has asked if I'm ok. Of course I'm not. I've heard that some Avoxes get nice people, some mutual, and some just get families like mine. I take the chalk and write:

"YES, JUST A LITEL FUSTERATED. DO YU WANT TO COM INSYD? ITS COLD AN EVRYWON IS NOT LOOKING."

I hand it to her carefully and shuffle my feet. Maybe she's busy. Or can't stay long. I just want someone to be with me. I'm lonely.

I can faintly hear Saphire behind me, calling for me to ome and clean up. I hold up one finger to Mastik and run back inside. The entire tray's contents are strewn all over the flour. I turn around to try and scape the mess but Saphire grabs my shoulder and spins me around.

"Saria!" She yells, calling her older sister, "What kinds of punishments did you say I could use?" I flinch, and begin to pick up. Cila nodds her head and they walk out, probably to play a game or something. I look out the window and Mastik is still out there, I wave to her and quickly write on another paper:

"I"M BIZY, COM BACK IN THIRTIE MINUTS" and hold it up to the window.

I walk back to the mess and clean it up, in thrity minutes, I'm back outside, and she is waiting for me.

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]ABBIGAIL MARIEN[/glow][/shadow]

I watch as Mastik writes, then read it. I look up at her and nodd my head. I write out:

"YES, IF YU COM AROWND BAK I CAN LET YU IN. NO WON WILL NO. TRUST ME."

I turn around, and walk to the back door, hoping she'll follow me.

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]ABBIGAIL MARIEN[/glow][/shadow]


I open the door and there is Mastik, and she hops right in. I leave the room to check on Saphire, Cila, Connie, and Saria before going back to my room. I've brought my dinner, 3 crackers and a slice of cheese.

I write: "DO YU WANT SOM?" I'm trying to treat her like an old friend, even though I hardly know her. I'll do anything, ANYTHING for a friend.

[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]ABBIGAIL MARIEN[/glow][/shadow]


I read her note carefully and sigh. Of course it's mine, but I'm sharing, she looks famished. I write down, trying to spell things right:

"YES. HOW ABOWT YU TAYK A CRACKER AND HALF THE CHEES?"

I hand her the note and seperate the portions. When she's done reading, I motion towards the food.